Swoosh God - My Life My Dream

This is my life, it's not what it was before all these feelings l've shared, these are my dreams
Dreams that l've never lived before
Somebody shake me cause i, this is my life you want it it's simple, you gotta get up and go and get it done
Nobody gon' give that shit to you, l've been through that since i was young
You cannot do shit with no money, so i said fuck it, give me some
You cannot be sitting around waiting cause that shit might not ever come
Every time i look up its something else, i swear that shit never done
I be putting shit on, they be asking me, swoosh where you getting it from?
This music shit easy to me, i swear i can do this shit for fun
These **** be taking it serious, but they still whack they some bums
Please turn that shit off, they don't get no run it's so bad, that shit be hurting my ear drum my bitch like some chicken, give me thighs and drums
When she eat up the dick, she do not leave no crumbs
That pussy turn me to t-pain feelin sprung, i be smoking the za, it's deep up in my lungs i be high in the sky, i be next to the sun and at night, i be next to the moon first thing is first, you gon' walk in my room get undressed and i'm up in your pooms you know for a fact l'ma be down your dunes pull it out, then i bust on your booms fuck in the morning and night in the noon when you moaning, that's my favorite tune that pussy is fresh like some peaches in june my dick like a flower in summer, it bloom i'm that boy from the place, doing things to be done
But you already knew, i just poured a deuce it's changing the color of soda, my money was already blue
Her pussy already pink, i use auto-tune, i don't really sing
But she don't know that, so we gon' fuck to my music
And then i'm gon' nut when she blink
She ain't see it coming, i told her i'm sorry she showing her colors, like she wearing marni
She don't got my number, so she gotta type me
Her friend fucking swoosh now she in love with nike
She said she wanted threesome, don't hype me
The sexiest ****, the last shit i might be if i can't bring in, my gun don't invite me she told me just bring it and i got excited she don't got my number, so she gotta type me
And her friend fuckin' swoosh, now she in love with nike
This is not what i meant before
This is not what i meant
These feelings i've shared
And these are mine
This is not what i meant